Saturday, March 29, 2014

FSF Challenge - Companion

What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie posts one word for inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word.

The Bottle

Beside the bed,Upon a stand,A bottle and a noteSpoke to sorrowsAnd of painWith every word he wrote.She held his hand,His dying hand,Softly in her own,And felt the lifeWithin it pass,Leaving her alone.Tenderly,She crossed his arms Upon his now still breast,Then laid herself Down next to him,Next to him to rest.In grief, The bottle called to her,Glowing in the light,And when it touched Against her lipsHer eyes closed to this life. I wish to think She found her loveUpon that distant shore,Then took his handAnd shared a kiss,Companions evermore.

The joy of more than fifty years of life together couldn't come to end for this couple. For the moment she realized he'd passed, she drank the poison from the small brown bottle. The moment she drank the life-ending potion she kissed his cold lips as caressed his lifeless body, so they would be in each other's embrace forever more. Definitely sad and quite poignant.